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Chapter 287 Heroes
Wen Tao shook his head and said: "Prime Minister, please rest assured, I can assure you that this method will have absolutely no effect on the emperor."

Seeing Wen Tao's swearing appearance, He Huanyuan's firm heart began to loosen a little. If it was true as Wen Tao said, he had a way to let the emperor Li Xuanyin see the evidence of the prince's rebellion with his own eyes, and I am afraid that the follow-up impact of this incident would be much less.

After all, Eunuch Chen is just a eunuch, and he can't be the emperor no matter what, and Zhang Keyin is already seventy years old, and I'm afraid he has no strength to do so.

As long as the crown prince's crime of treason is confirmed, Eunuch Chen and Zhang Keyin will not be able to cause any big disturbances, not to mention that the two of them may not be able to stay out of the matter. Li Xuanyin is kind.

Seeing that the two agreed with his idea, Wen Tao showed a relaxed smile. He is no longer the rookie who just entered the rivers and lakes. The first strike is strong, and the last strike suffers.

Wen Tao pinned his hopes on the two of them. Apart from the fact that the two of them are really good to him, he also has deeper thoughts.

Although he has never met Li Xuanyin, he had not had little contact with Li Xuanke when he was in northern Xinjiang. The nine sons of dragons are different, but they cannot change the essence of dragons. Li Xuanke is undoubtedly the most charming Wen Tao has ever seen. One of the few people, even if he has never met Li Xuanyin, Wen Tao is sure that Li Xuanyin who can sit on the throne is absolutely no worse than Li Xuanke, or even better.

Although these are Wen Tao's own guesses, Wen Tao has full confidence in his own judgment. After tonight, many things will be revealed.

Looking at the completely dark sky outside and the lights that illuminate most of Chang'an City as bright as day, Wen Tao couldn't help but feel a little itchy. After saying goodbye to He Huanyuan, Wen Tao took He San and ran into the street in a hurry, Into the whole noisy city.

He San was happy that Wen Tao hadn't forgotten himself, and it was precisely because Wen Tao didn't treat him like others did, as if he was a servant. He San took Wen Tao to many companies in Chang'an City. A place that the locals are not familiar with.

From Beishan to Dongxi, Wen Tao and He San, two men who are 50 years old together, are like children, playing, eating and drinking to their heart's content.

"Phew, it's been a long time since I've had such a refreshing drink." He San wiped the wine from his mouth and laughed loudly.

Wen Tao looked at He San who was laughing wantonly, and a happy smile appeared on his mouth. He has been in this world for nearly a year, and this is one of the few times when he can fully relax.

"Wen Tao, have you ever thought about what you will do in the future?" He Sanda grinningly grabbed a chicken leg and asked inarticulately while swallowing the dates.

"In the future?" Wen Tao suddenly pondered. He had thought about this question countless times, but every time there were always two different ideas in conflict in his mind.

"Yes." He San interrupted Wen Tao's contemplation, looked at the bright moon in Tianshan, sighed rarely, and said: "I used to think that I would be appreciated by the master in the future if I worked diligently in the He Mansion. , Let me be a housekeeper, even a steward, save some money, get a daughter-in-law, and live in He Mansion for the rest of my life, that is my destiny."

Wen Tao didn't interrupt, but looked at the moonlight like water in the sky, and listened quietly to He San's confidant.

He San said, smiling bitterly, and as if he was being stubborn with someone, he bit the chicken leg in his hand hard, threw the bone towards the distant stream, and put his hands on it nonchalantly. I wiped it all over my body.

"Dong" chicken bones make a crisp sound when they touch the stream, which is very special in the quiet night sky.

"Now I don't think so." He San picked up the wine jar and poured it into his mouth. The wine mixed with the chicken slid down the esophagus under He San's strength.

"I know that you are a person who does great things, and my master is also a person who does great things. Why are you all people who do great things, and I am a small servant?" Smashed, panting, with a face full of unwillingness.

Wen Tao still didn't speak, but looked at He San indifferently, and Wen Tao didn't speak until He San finished venting and his face softened a little.

"You also want to do great things?" Wen Tao's calm tone could not hear any waves, but it was this flat tone that made He San feel irritable for no reason.

"Of course I want to!" He San raised his head abruptly, stared at Wen Tao's calm eyes, and said word by word: "Who doesn't want to be a hero, who doesn't want to be watched by everyone, who doesn't want to return to his hometown, who doesn't want to honor his ancestors. But I have no chance, I have no chance to be a great hero since I was born!"

"No." Wen Tao only said one word, completely rejecting He San's idea.

Wen Tao suddenly stood up, patted the dust off his hands, looked down at He San, and said, "As long as you think, you can become a hero now."

He San's eyes widened, and he looked at Wen Tao in disbelief. He had regretted what he said just now, but because of the alcohol, he couldn't vomit. Just when he thought Wen Tao would look down on him, who was superior and inferior, Wen Tao suddenly gave him hope.

"Really...really?" He San's voice began to tremble with excitement. He was afraid, afraid that Wen Tao had given him hope, but in the end he found that it was just Wen Tao comforting him.

Wen Tao did not answer, but stood up straight, looked at the beautiful moonlight, and said: "Now your master is in trouble, as long as you are willing to take a risk for your master, you are a hero, a big hero, God The Great Hero of the South."

Wen Tao didn't look back at He San, he didn't want to put too much pressure on He San, he wanted He San to think carefully.

"Damn it, it's done!" He San's eyes flickered, and finally he gritted his teeth fiercely, a trace of fanaticism and determination flashed in his eyes, and said angrily.

Wen Tao smiled happily.

"Find a suitable time, sneak into the Prince's Mansion, and bury this in the garden of the Prince's Mansion. As long as you don't get noticed, you will be a great hero after this happens." Wen Tao cautiously took out a slap from his arms. It is a box-shaped thing of the same size, and it is wrapped with a layer of fine silk on the outside.

He San looked at the things in Wen Tao's hands, and couldn't help swallowing. He was a servant, but he was not stupid. It was just a layer of silk on the outside, and he might not even be able to afford it for a year.

"Why, are you scared?" Wen Tao asked calmly with a faint smile instead of contempt when he saw He San's reaction.

"Grandma, people are dead and birds are in the sky, they will not die for thousands of years, afraid of a ball!" He San took a sip, grabbed the box-like thing in Wen Tao's hand, put it into his arms, and patted it carefully. A bulging chest.

Wen Tao saw He San's actions, but didn't say anything. Instead, he took out another pill and handed it to He San.

Without waiting for He San to ask, Wen Tao explained: "Before entering the Prince's Mansion, take this pill, it will save your life in case of danger."

He Sanyi trembled, the pill almost fell, and then carefully put the pill away, checked several times in a row to make sure it would not fall, He San breathed a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)